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  <title>crying forever with cold, harsh, tears</title>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 12 Sep 2005 04:26:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Yellow: Coldplay</title>
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  <description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffff00&quot; size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Look at the stars; look how they shine for you&lt;br&gt;And everything you do&lt;br&gt;Yeah, they were all yellow&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I came along; I wrote a song for you&lt;br&gt;And all the things you do&lt;br&gt;And it was called yellow&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So then I took my time&lt;br&gt;Oh what a thing to&apos;ve done&lt;br&gt;And it was all yellow&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And Your skin, oh yeah your skin and bones&lt;br&gt;Turn into something beautiful&lt;br&gt;D&apos;you know?&lt;br&gt;You know I love you so&lt;br&gt;You know I love you so&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I swam across; I jumped across for you&lt;br&gt;Oh what a thing to do&lt;br&gt;&apos;Cuz you were all yellow&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I drew a line; I drew a line for you&lt;br&gt;Oh what a thing to do&lt;br&gt;And it was all yellow&lt;br&gt;Yeah, yeah...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And your skin, oh yeah your skin and bones&lt;br&gt;Turn into something beautiful&lt;br&gt;D&apos;you know?&lt;br&gt;For you I bleed myself dry&lt;br&gt;For you I bleed myself dry&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It&apos;s true&lt;br&gt;Look how they shine for you&lt;br&gt;Look how they shine for you&lt;br&gt;Look how they shine for&lt;br&gt;Look how they shine for you&lt;br&gt;Look how they shine for you&lt;br&gt;Look how they shine&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Look at the stars&lt;br&gt;Look how they shine for you&lt;br&gt;And all the things that you do&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Yellow- Coldplay</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 12 Sep 2005 04:21:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Rape Me: Nirvana</title>
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  <description>&lt;font color=&quot;#6600cc&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rape me&lt;br&gt;Rape me, my friend&lt;br&gt;Rape me&lt;br&gt;Rape me, again&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I&apos;m not the only one- bad [4x] &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hate me&lt;br&gt;Do it and do it again&lt;br&gt;Waste me&lt;br&gt;Rape me, my friend&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I&apos;m not the only one- bad [4x]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My favorite inside source&lt;br&gt;I&apos;ll kiss your open sores&lt;br&gt;Appreciate your concern&lt;br&gt;You&apos;ll always stink and burn&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Rape me&lt;br&gt;Rape me, my friend&lt;br&gt;Rape me&lt;br&gt;Rape me, again&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I&apos;m not the only one - bad [4x]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Rape me! [17x]&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Rape Me- Nirvana</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 12 Sep 2005 04:19:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>In Too Deep: Sum 41</title>
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  <description>The faster we&apos;re falling, &lt;br&gt;We&apos;re stopping and stalling.&lt;br&gt;We&apos;re running in circles again&lt;br&gt;Just as things we&apos;re looking up&lt;br&gt;You said it wasn&apos;t good enough.&lt;br&gt;But still we&apos;re trying one more time.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Maybe we&apos;re just trying too hard. &lt;br&gt;When really it&apos;s closer than it is too far&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cause I&apos;m in too deep, and I&apos;m trying to keep, &lt;br&gt;Up above in my head, instead of going under.&lt;br&gt;Cause I&apos;m in too deep, and I&apos;m trying to keep, &lt;br&gt;Up above in my head, instead of going under.&lt;br&gt;Instead of going under.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Seems like each time &lt;br&gt;I&apos;m with you I lose my mind,&lt;br&gt;Because I&apos;m bending over backwards to relate.&lt;br&gt;It&apos;s one thing to complain &lt;br&gt;But when you&apos;re driving me insane&lt;br&gt;Well then I think it&apos;s time that we took a break.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Maybe we&apos;re just trying too hard. &lt;br&gt;When really it&apos;s closer than it is too far&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cause I&apos;m in too deep, and I&apos;m trying to keep, &lt;br&gt;Up above in my head, instead of going under.&lt;br&gt;Cause I&apos;m in too deep, and I&apos;m trying to keep&lt;br&gt;Up above in my head, instead of going under.&lt;br&gt;Instead of going under.&lt;br&gt;Instead of going under.&lt;br&gt;Instead of going under.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I can&apos;t sit back and wonder why.&lt;br&gt;It took so long for this to die.&lt;br&gt;And I hate it when you fake it.&lt;br&gt;You can&apos;t hide it you might as well embrace it.&lt;br&gt;So believe me it&apos;s not easy.&lt;br&gt;It seems that something&apos;s telling me,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I&apos;m in too deep, and I&apos;m trying to keep, &lt;br&gt;Up above in my head, instead of going under.&lt;br&gt;Cause I&apos;m in too deep, and I&apos;m trying to keep, &lt;br&gt;Up above in my head, instead of going under.&lt;br&gt;Instead of going under.&lt;br&gt;instead of going under again.&lt;br&gt;instead of going under.&lt;br&gt;instead of going under again.&lt;br&gt;instead of going under again.</description>
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  <lj:music>In Too Deep- Sum 41</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 11 Sep 2005 05:25:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Landslide: Fleetwood Mac</title>
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  <description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#3366ff&quot;&gt;I took my love and I took it down&lt;br&gt;I climbed a mountain and I turned around&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And I saw my reflection in the snow covered hills&lt;br&gt;&apos;Till the landslide brought me down&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh, mirror in the sky&lt;br&gt;What is love&lt;br&gt;Can the child within my heart rise above&lt;br&gt;Can I sail thru the changing ocean tides&lt;br&gt;Can I handle the seasons of my life&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mmm Mmm...I don&apos;t know...Mmm Mmm...Mmm Mmm&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, I&apos;ve been afraid of changing&lt;br&gt;&apos;Cause I&apos;ve built my life around you&lt;br&gt;But time makes you bolder&lt;br&gt;Children get older&lt;br&gt;I&apos;m getting older too&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(Gutiar solo)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I&apos;ve been afraid of changing&lt;br&gt;&apos;Cause I, I´ve built my life around you&lt;br&gt;But time makes you bolder&lt;br&gt;Children get older&lt;br&gt;I&apos;m getting older too&lt;br&gt;I&apos;m getting older too&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So, take this love, take it down&lt;br&gt;Oh if you climb a mountain and you turn around&lt;br&gt;If you see my reflection in the snow covered hills&lt;br&gt;Well the landslide will bring you down, down&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And If you see my reflection in the snow covered hills&lt;br&gt;Well maybe the landslide will bring you down&lt;br&gt;Well well, the landslide will bring you down&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Landslide- Fleetwood Mac</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 11 Sep 2005 05:22:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Ohio is for Lovers: Hawthorne Heights</title>
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  <description>&lt;strong&gt;Hey there,&lt;br&gt;I know it&apos;s hard to feel, like I don&apos;t care at all.&lt;br&gt;Where you are and how you feel.&lt;br&gt;With these lights off as these wheels&lt;br&gt;keep rolling on and on. (and on and on and on...)&lt;br&gt;Slow things down or speed them up.&lt;br&gt;Not enough or way too much. (and on and on and on...)&lt;br&gt;How are you when i&apos;m gone?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And I can&apos;t make it on my own.&lt;br&gt;(And I can&apos;t make it all alone.)&lt;br&gt;Because my heart is in Ohio.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So cut my wrists and black my eyes.&lt;br&gt;(Cut my wrists and black my eyes)&lt;br&gt;So I can fall asleep tonight or die.&lt;br&gt;Because you kill me.&lt;br&gt;You know you do, you kill me well.&lt;br&gt;You like it too, and I can tell.&lt;br&gt;You&apos;ll never stop until my final breath is gone.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Spare me just,three last words.&lt;br&gt;&quot;I love you&quot; is all she heard.&lt;br&gt;I&apos;ll wait for you, but I can&apos;t wait forever.(x2)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And I can&apos;t make it on my own.&lt;br&gt;(and I can&apos;t make it on my own.)&lt;br&gt;Because my heart is in Ohio.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So cut my wrists and black my eyes.&lt;br&gt;(Cut my wrists and black my eyes)&lt;br&gt;So I can fall asleep tonight or die.&lt;br&gt;Because you kill me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You know you do, you kill me well.&lt;br&gt;You like it too, and I can tell.&lt;br&gt;You&apos;ll never stop until my final breath is gone.(x2)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So cut my wrists and black my eyes (YOU!)&lt;br&gt;My final breath is gone(KILL!)&lt;br&gt;So I can fall asleep tonight(ME!)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(WELL!)&lt;br&gt;And I can&apos;t make it on my own.&lt;br&gt;(Cause I can&apos;t make it on my own.)&lt;br&gt;Because my heart is in Ohio.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So cut my wrists and black my eyes.&lt;br&gt;(Cut my wrists and black my eyes)&lt;br&gt;So I can fall asleep tonight or die.&lt;br&gt;Because you kill me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You know you do, you kill me well.&lt;br&gt;You like it to, and I can tell.&lt;br&gt;You&apos;ll never stop until my final breath is gone.(x4)&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Ohio is for Lovers- Hawthorne Heights</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 11 Sep 2005 05:19:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Daughters: Joyn Mayer</title>
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  <description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff99ff&quot;&gt;I know a girl&lt;br&gt;She puts the color inside of my world&lt;br&gt;and she&apos;s just like a maze&lt;br&gt;Where all of the walls all continually change&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And I&apos;ve done all I can&lt;br&gt;To stand on the steps with my heart in my hand&lt;br&gt;Now I&apos;m starting to see&lt;br&gt;Baby&apos;s got nothing to do with me&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Fathers be good to your daughters&lt;br&gt;Daughters will love like you do&lt;br&gt;Girls become lovers who turn into mothers&lt;br&gt;So mothers be good to your daughters, too&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ooh, you see that skin&lt;br&gt;It&apos;s the same she&apos;s been standing in&lt;br&gt;Since the day she saw him walking away&lt;br&gt;Now she&apos;s left cleaning up the mess he made&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So fathers be good to your daughters&lt;br&gt;Daughters will love like you do&lt;br&gt;Girls become lovers who turn into mothers&lt;br&gt;So mothers be good to your daughters, too&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Boys you can break&lt;br&gt;You find out how much they can take&lt;br&gt;Boys will be strong and boys soldier on&lt;br&gt;But boys would be gone without warmth from a woman&apos;s good, good heart&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;On behalf of every man, looking out for every girl&lt;br&gt;You are the god and the weight of her world&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So fathers be good to your daughters&lt;br&gt;Daughters will love like you do&lt;br&gt;Girls become lovers who turn into mothers&lt;br&gt;So mothers be good to your daughters, too&lt;br&gt;So mothers be good to your daughters, too&lt;br&gt;So mothers be good to your daughters, too&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Daughters- John Mayer</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 11 Sep 2005 05:17:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Dirty Little Secret: All-American Rejects</title>
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  <description>Let me know that I&apos;ve done wrong&lt;br&gt;When I&apos;ve known this all along&lt;br&gt;I go around a time or two&lt;br&gt;Just to waste my time with you&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tell me all that you&apos;ve thrown away&lt;br&gt;Find out games you don&apos;t wanna play&lt;br&gt;You are the only one that needs to know&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I&apos;ll keep you my dirty little secret&lt;br&gt;(Dirty little secret)&lt;br&gt;Don&apos;t tell anyone or you&apos;ll be just another regret&lt;br&gt;(Just another regret, hope that you can keep it)&lt;br&gt;My dirty little secret&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Who has to know&lt;br&gt;When we live such fragile lives&lt;br&gt;It&apos;s the best way we survive&lt;br&gt;I go around a time or two&lt;br&gt;Just to waste my time with you&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tell me all that you&apos;ve thrown away&lt;br&gt;Find out games you don&apos;t wanna play&lt;br&gt;You are the only one that needs to know&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I&apos;ll keep you my dirty little secret&lt;br&gt;(Dirty little secret)&lt;br&gt;Don&apos;t tell anyone or you&apos;ll be just another regret&lt;br&gt;(Just another regret, hope that you can keep it)&lt;br&gt;My dirty little secret&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Who has to know&lt;br&gt;The way she feels inside (inside)&lt;br&gt;Those thoughts I can&apos;t deny (deny)&lt;br&gt;These sleeping dogs won&apos;t lie (won&apos;t lie)&lt;br&gt;And now I try to lie&lt;br&gt;It’s eating me apart&lt;br&gt;Trace this life back&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I&apos;ll keep you my dirty little secret&lt;br&gt;(Dirty little secret)&lt;br&gt;Don&apos;t tell anyone or you&apos;ll be just another regret&lt;br&gt;(Just another regret)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I&apos;ll keep you my dirty little secret&lt;br&gt;(Dirty little secret)&lt;br&gt;Don&apos;t tell anyone or you&apos;ll be just another regret&lt;br&gt;(Just another regret, hope that you can keep it)&lt;br&gt;My dirty little secret&lt;br&gt;Dirty little secret&lt;br&gt;Dirty little secret&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Who has to know&lt;br&gt;Who has to know&lt;br&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Dirty Little Secret- All-American Rejects</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 11 Sep 2005 05:14:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>100 years: Five for Fighting</title>
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  <description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#00cccc&quot;&gt;I’m 15 for a moment&lt;br&gt;Caught in between 10 and 20&lt;br&gt;And I’m just dreaming&lt;br&gt;Counting the ways to where you are&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I’m 22 for a moment&lt;br&gt;She feels better than ever&lt;br&gt;And we’re on fire&lt;br&gt;Making our way back from Mars&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;15... there’s still time for you&lt;br&gt;Time to buy and time to lose&lt;br&gt;15... there’s never a wish better than this&lt;br&gt;When you only got 100 years to live...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I’m 33 for a moment&lt;br&gt;Still the man but you see I’m a they&lt;br&gt;A kid on the way babe&lt;br&gt;A family on my mind&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I’m 45 for a moment&lt;br&gt;The sea is high&lt;br&gt;And I’m heading into a crisis&lt;br&gt;Chasing the years of my life&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;15... there’s still time for you&lt;br&gt;Time to buy and time to lose yourself&lt;br&gt;Within a morning star&lt;br&gt;15... I’m alright with you&lt;br&gt;15... there’s never a wish better than this&lt;br&gt;When you only got 100 years to live...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Halftime goes by&lt;br&gt;Suddenly you’re wise&lt;br&gt;Another blink of an eye&lt;br&gt;67 is gone&lt;br&gt;The sun is getting high&lt;br&gt;We’re moving on...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I’m 99 for a moment&lt;br&gt;Dying for just another moment&lt;br&gt;And I’m just dreaming&lt;br&gt;Counting the ways to where you are&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;15... there&apos;s still time for you&lt;br&gt;22... I feel her too&lt;br&gt;33... you&apos;re on your way&lt;br&gt;Every Day&apos;s a new Day&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;15... there’s still time for you&lt;br&gt;Time to buy and time to choose&lt;br&gt;Hey 15... there’s never a wish better than this&lt;br&gt;When you only got 100 years to live...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>100 years- Five For Fighting</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 28 Aug 2005 02:55:00 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffff66&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;CARRIE UNDERWOOD: INSIDE YOUR HEAVEN&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffff66&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;I&apos;ve been down&lt;br&gt;Now I&apos;m blessed&lt;br&gt;I felt a revelation coming around&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffff66&quot;&gt;I guess its right, it&apos;s so amazing&lt;br&gt;Everytime I see you I&apos;m alive&lt;br&gt;You&apos;re all I&apos;ve got&lt;br&gt;You lift me up&lt;br&gt;The sun and the moonlight&lt;br&gt;All my dreams are in your eyes&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I wanna be inside your heaven&lt;br&gt;Take me to the place you cry from&lt;br&gt;Where the storm blows your way&lt;br&gt;I wanna be earth that holds you&lt;br&gt;Every bit of air you&apos;re breathin&apos; in&lt;br&gt;A soothin&apos; wind&lt;br&gt;I wanna be inside your heaven&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When we touch, when we love&lt;br&gt;The stars light up&lt;br&gt;The wrong becomes undone&lt;br&gt;Naturally, my soul surrenders&lt;br&gt;The sun and the moonlight&lt;br&gt;All my dreams are in your eyes&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And I wanna be inside your heaven&lt;br&gt;Take me to the place you cry from&lt;br&gt;Where the storm blows your way&lt;br&gt;And I wanna be the earth that holds you&lt;br&gt;Every bit of air you&apos;re breathing in&lt;br&gt;A soothing wind&lt;br&gt;I wanna be inside your heaven&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When minutes turn to days and years&lt;br&gt;When mountains fall, I&apos;ll still be here&lt;br&gt;Holdin you until the day I die&lt;br&gt;And I wanna be inside your heaven&lt;br&gt;Take me to the place you cry from&lt;br&gt;Where the storm blows your way&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And I wanna be inside in your heaven&lt;br&gt;I wanna be inside&lt;br&gt;Where the storm blows your way&lt;br&gt;And I wanna be inside your heaven&lt;br&gt;Take me to the place you cry from&lt;br&gt;Where the storm blows your way &lt;br&gt;And i wanna be the earth that holds you&lt;br&gt;Every bit of air you&apos;re breathing in&lt;br&gt;A soothing wind&lt;br&gt;I wanna be inside your heaven&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Carrie Underwood- Inside Your Heaven</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Carrie Underwood- Inside Your Heaven</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 15 Aug 2005 07:32:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>.:cLicK tHe LiNKs tO geT tO MiNe:.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;amp;friendID=25078384&amp;amp;Mytoken=20050814234112&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#33ffff&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;7&quot;&gt;MYSPACE&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;is&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;BETTER&lt;/font&gt;than&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;YOURS&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=Sun_Shiney&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#33ccff&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;7&quot;&gt;XANGA&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;is&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;CLASSIC&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;but&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;GOOD&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/starryeyez823/&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#00cccc&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;7&quot;&gt;LIVEJOURNAL&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;is&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;POPULAR&lt;/font&gt;and&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;FADING&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>right kind of wrong- leanne rhymes</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">right kind of wrong- leanne rhymes</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 24 May 2005 06:36:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i cannot hide who i am, this is me...</title>
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  <description>BASICS: &lt;br /&gt;[name] amber lynn&lt;br /&gt;[age] 14&lt;br /&gt;[sex] sexy chica!&lt;br /&gt;[dob] january 9, 1991&lt;br /&gt;[location] scottsdale, az&lt;br /&gt;[siblings] 5 brothers, 3 real &amp; 2 fake&lt;br /&gt;[flirty] definately...&lt;br /&gt;[height] 5&apos;2&lt;br /&gt;[hair color] dirty blonde/light brown&lt;br /&gt;[first crush] marc carr, 2nd grade&lt;br /&gt;[latest crush] mi amor, kabir&lt;br /&gt;[color of your room] white, duh?&lt;br /&gt;[righty or lefty] righty&lt;br /&gt;[hobbies] read, write, dance, sing, talk, live&lt;br /&gt;[sign] capricorn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APPEARANCE:&lt;br /&gt;[hair] wavy, often straightened&lt;br /&gt;[eyes] hazel, green &amp; brown when they want to be&lt;br /&gt;[figure] latina booty, family breasts, the rest is ew&lt;br /&gt;[pant size] 7-9&lt;br /&gt;[brand name] as if it mattered?&lt;br /&gt;[bra size] 34C/D&lt;br /&gt;[skin color] tanned beautifully&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PREFERENCES:&lt;br /&gt;[cuddle or make out] arent they the same?&lt;br /&gt;[chocolate milk, or hot chocolate] hot chocolate! (in az, yah, right...)&lt;br /&gt;[mcdonalds or burger king] burger king&lt;br /&gt;[coke or pepsi] dont drink soda&lt;br /&gt;[root beer, or dr. pepper] see above answer...&lt;br /&gt;[tea/coffee/cappuccino] cappuccino!&lt;br /&gt;[cats or dogs] cats to dogs, but both&lt;br /&gt;[mud or jello wrestling] mud! lets get dirty&lt;br /&gt;[milk, dark, or white chocolate] milk chocolate&lt;br /&gt;[sunny or rainy] rainy, barefoot, and kissing!&lt;br /&gt;[vanilla or chocolate] chocolate&lt;br /&gt;[skiing or boarding] in az? eithers nice...&lt;br /&gt;[biking or blading] biking&lt;br /&gt;[cereal or toast] toast with hot chocolate... mmm....&lt;br /&gt;[rock, punk, rap, r &amp; b, alternative, pop, country] rock/alternative&lt;br /&gt;[lights on or off] off, lets make it dark...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS:&lt;br /&gt;[My friends] love me not matter what &lt;br /&gt;[Friends that you look like] not mine&lt;br /&gt;[You go to for advice] tita, kabir, and matt&lt;br /&gt;[Who do you tell all your secrets to] the above people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITES:&lt;br /&gt;[color] blue&lt;br /&gt;[number] nine &amp; eight&lt;br /&gt;[movie] practical magic&lt;br /&gt;[subject] english, math, science&lt;br /&gt;[song] i dont want to miss a thing:aerosmith&lt;br /&gt;[sport to play] football&lt;br /&gt;[sport to watch] football &lt;br /&gt;[favorite drink] fancy coffees &amp; foreign drinks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[truth or dare] dare &lt;br /&gt;[ocean or pool] wild, untamed waters&lt;br /&gt;[silver or gold] silver&lt;br /&gt;[diamonds or pearls] pearls&lt;br /&gt;[sunset or sunrise] sunset&lt;br /&gt;[showers or bubble baths] showers to restore, baths to relax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MISC. QUESTIONS:&lt;br /&gt;[do you like school] of course &lt;br /&gt;[do you like to talk on the phone] only to closest friends&lt;br /&gt;[do ya have your own phone line] cell phone&lt;br /&gt;[can we have your number] call to get it&lt;br /&gt;[do you like to dance] only with close friends&lt;br /&gt;[do you think cheering is a sport] no, more like extracurricular activity&lt;br /&gt;[Been kissed] definately, by mi amor&lt;br /&gt;[Done drugs] never have, never will&lt;br /&gt;[Watched &quot;Punky Brewster&quot;] no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORE FAVORITES: &lt;br /&gt;[Shampoo] any that smell like Coconut or Pina Coloda&lt;br /&gt;[Toothpaste] something minty&lt;br /&gt;[soap] nice smelling bodywashes&lt;br /&gt;[Type of soup] any foriegn or homemade&lt;br /&gt;[Room in your house] the bathroom (for the shower of course)&lt;br /&gt;[Instrument] drums, guitar, violin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EITHER/OR:&lt;br /&gt;[Big or little] little &lt;br /&gt;[Lace or satin] satin&lt;br /&gt;[New or old] old and worn&lt;br /&gt;[Jeans or cords] jeans&lt;br /&gt;[Sweater or sweatshirt] sweater&lt;br /&gt;[T shirt or tank top] tank top &lt;br /&gt;[Skirt or dress] skirt&lt;br /&gt;[Wool or cotton] cotton&lt;br /&gt;[Rose or Lily] lily&lt;br /&gt;[The way it is or the way it was] the way it was&lt;br /&gt;[Oldies or pop] oldies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN THE LAST WEEK  HAVE YOU:&lt;br /&gt;[cried] sadly yes&lt;br /&gt;[Helped someone] everyday&lt;br /&gt;[Bought something] of course&lt;br /&gt;[Gotten sick] getting sick now&lt;br /&gt;[Gone to the movies] yes&lt;br /&gt;[Gone out for dinner] yes&lt;br /&gt;[Said &quot;I love you&quot;] of course, everyday&lt;br /&gt;[Written a real letter] yes and will do so now &lt;br /&gt;[Moved on] no&lt;br /&gt;[Talked to an ex] no&lt;br /&gt;[Missed an ex] not really&lt;br /&gt;[Written in a journal] yes&lt;br /&gt;[Talked to someone you have a crush on] yes&lt;br /&gt;[Had a serious talk] everyday&lt;br /&gt;[Missed someone] mi amor&lt;br /&gt;[Hugged someone] everyday&lt;br /&gt;[Fought with your parents] yes&lt;br /&gt;[Fought with a friend] sadly yes&lt;br /&gt;[Put on a &quot;front&quot;] never&lt;br /&gt;[Eaten with your mouth open] never, too gross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN MISC QUESTIONS:&lt;br /&gt;[If you got a tattoo, where &amp; what would you get] anything mysterious, lower back&lt;br /&gt;[What color is your floor/carpet in your room] light, sandy brown&lt;br /&gt;[What was the last CD you bought] cant recall &lt;br /&gt;[How did you spend last summer] fell in deeply in love&lt;br /&gt;[When&apos;s the last time you showered] before cleanliness was present&lt;br /&gt;[Are you tired] not really&lt;br /&gt;[Are you lonely] yes&lt;br /&gt;[Are you happy] could be better&lt;br /&gt;[Are you wearing pajamas] sweats/mi amors shirt&lt;br /&gt;[Are you talking to someone online] no&lt;br /&gt;[What are the initials of your crush/interest/spouse] k.abir d.hillon&lt;br /&gt;[What is the sign of your crush/interest/spouse] virgo&lt;br /&gt;[What time is it] 11:30pm</description>
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  <lj:music>just thoughts of solitude and wisdom</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">just thoughts of solitude and wisdom</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 22 May 2005 01:37:18 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;its been awhile since the last time that i updated with a real update so here it goes, if you dont got the time dont read it!!!!!&amp;nbsp; lol, totally just kidding.....&amp;nbsp; you should totally still read it just becasue you totally still love me!!!!&amp;nbsp; oh my goddess!!!&amp;nbsp; how many times can i say totally in one sentence???&amp;nbsp; thats definately NOT like me....&amp;nbsp; anyways, back to my REAL journal entry....&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;remember a while&amp;nbsp; back when i said that things were finally getting better?&amp;nbsp; well i lied....&amp;nbsp; i think that perhaps they are not.&amp;nbsp; maybe the real problems have only just begun....&amp;nbsp; i dont know anymore....&amp;nbsp; i do know that there has been an increase of tension between kabir and i...&amp;nbsp; its like one moment we&apos;re okay and the next we&apos;re arguing again...&amp;nbsp; i dont know what i can do to help things...&amp;nbsp; i really dont know anymore....&amp;nbsp; he tries and i try but nothing works.....&amp;nbsp; and if anyone even suggests that its time we break up im beating their a**!!!!! seriously though, i do miss him and i think thats half the problem.&amp;nbsp; ive been trying to cope and trying to figure things out inside my head and &apos;re-evaluate&apos; our relationship.&amp;nbsp; kabir seems to think that all i ever wnat to do is re-evaluate our relationship.&amp;nbsp; that is true, but it is absolutely necessary to a better understanding of eachother and ourselves.&amp;nbsp; he is my other half and i am his.&amp;nbsp; now if only we would fit together perfectly without all of the bumps and imperfections that we have...&lt;br&gt;next subject:&amp;nbsp; i got a hamster!!!!&amp;nbsp; yeah!!!!!&amp;nbsp; im ecstatic about that!!!&amp;nbsp; he is black and dark grey and is very sexy..... just kidding about that last part..... yeah so anyways, he&apos;s adorable!!!&amp;nbsp; and i named him charcoal because he&apos;s so dark...&amp;nbsp; im really hapoy about having a little friend and i can hardly wait until i get him a little hamster ball to roll around and play in....&amp;nbsp; my old hamsters loved those and i can hardly wait to see him running around the carpet in his little ball.&amp;nbsp; i think im gonna get him and play with him while i type right now.........&lt;br&gt;okay i got him in my lap now..... so yeah.... hes on the keyboard now... so any errors are his fault...&amp;nbsp; anyways, moving on...&amp;nbsp; graduation is in only a few short days... i can hardly wait... sonia and i went to ross and bought clothers for me to wear since i own absolutely nothing that is nice enough for a graduation...&amp;nbsp; we bought a black skirt that has green and white details with a dressy balck shirt to match and a plae green tank top to were underneath the blakc shirt that is a little to low cut....&amp;nbsp; i also have black and lime green flip-flops to match....&amp;nbsp; i think that i will look oh-so-sexy, dont you??? just kidding... anyways.... moving on.... &lt;br&gt;i think that charcoal is having fun on the keyboard... hes so light that he can walk all over the keys and not even press one!!! lol.. anyways....&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;lifes okay righ now over all....&amp;nbsp; the eighth grade trip to tuscon is on monday and that should be interesting....&amp;nbsp; i think that it will take time to fix all of my problems, but they are definately getting better....&amp;nbsp; i can hardly wait until all of my problems are finished with and done....&amp;nbsp; that should be interesting, i life without problems, i can hardly wait.....&amp;nbsp; but as if i would ever be that lucky..... but until then, im going to stay optimistic and try my hardest not to let things get to me....&amp;nbsp; i owe that to all of the people that care about me and worry about me when i get the ways that i do....&amp;nbsp; im sorry for them and i will try my hardest to be better and not act the way that i do...&amp;nbsp; until next time......&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;1). YOUR PORN STAR NAME = (NAME OF FIRST PET + STREET YOU LIVE ON):&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Charcoal Hayden&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;2). YOUR ROCK STAR NAME = (FAVORITE CANDY + FAVORITE MUSICIAN&apos;S LAST NAME): Rolo Kobain&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;3). YOUR OPPOSITE SEX NAME = (NAME OF [OPPOSITE SEX] FRIEND + CELL PHONE COMPANY YOU USE):&amp;nbsp;Kabir Verizon&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;4). YOUR BARFLY NAME = (LAST SNACK FOOD YOU ATE + YOUR FAVORITE ALCOHOLIC DRINK): Ice Cream Smirnoff&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>i knew i loved you before i met you</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">i knew i loved you before i met you</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 19 May 2005 08:49:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>movies are sometimes better than real life....</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#993399&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Pretty Woman:&amp;nbsp; Edward &amp;amp; Vivian:&amp;nbsp; I&apos;ll be your Vivian if you&apos;ll be my Edward....&lt;br&gt;EDWARD:&amp;nbsp; Vivian, may I point out five more nights at three hundred a night is only 1,500.&lt;br&gt;VIVIAN:&amp;nbsp; But you want days too.&lt;br&gt;EDWARD:&amp;nbsp; All right, two thousand.&lt;br&gt;VIVIAN:&amp;nbsp; Three.&lt;br&gt;EDWARD:&amp;nbsp; Done.&lt;br&gt;VIVIAN:&amp;nbsp; Holy shit.&lt;br&gt;---And then, quickly getting herself back together, she flips on the sexy smile.&lt;br&gt;VIVIAN (cont&apos;d):&amp;nbsp; Sugar, you got it.&amp;nbsp; I will treat you like a prince.&amp;nbsp; Anything, anyway you want.&lt;br&gt;EDWARD:&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m not just talking about sex.&lt;br&gt;VIVIAN:&amp;nbsp; Look butthead, I&apos;ll treat you so nice you&apos;ll never want to let me go, okay?&lt;br&gt;EDWARD:&amp;nbsp; Three thousand for five days.&amp;nbsp; And Vivian, I will let you go.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; NEW SCENE&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;VIVIAN:&amp;nbsp; Uh-uh.&amp;nbsp; No work. &lt;br&gt;---Smiling, she softly kisses his throat.&lt;br&gt;VIVIAN (cont&apos;d):&amp;nbsp; See... what you haven&apos;t figured out yet...&lt;br&gt;---She kissed his neck.&amp;nbsp; She fumbles with his belt.&lt;br&gt;VIVIAN (cont&apos;d):&amp;nbsp; Is that while you&apos;re the boss everyplace else... I&apos;m the one in charge here.&lt;br&gt;---She kisses his chest.&lt;br&gt;VIVIAN (cont&apos;d):&amp;nbsp; You... just think you are.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; NEW SCENE&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;EDWARD:&amp;nbsp; Vivian... I&apos;m sorry.&amp;nbsp; I wasn&apos;t prepared for questions about us.&amp;nbsp; It was an idiotic and insensitive thing I did.&amp;nbsp; I should have known that it would hurt you.&lt;br&gt;VIVIAN:&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m not hurt.&amp;nbsp; It doesn&apos;t hurt you when somebody pisses on you, it just pissed you off.&lt;br&gt;EDWARD:&amp;nbsp; I really am sorry.&lt;br&gt;---Vivian lets the clothes fall from her arms.&amp;nbsp; Sobbing, she stands limply.&lt;br&gt;VIVIAN:&amp;nbsp; You hurt me.&lt;br&gt;---Edward goes to her and wraps his arms around her shoulders.&amp;nbsp; She touches his hand.&amp;nbsp; He sits on the bed.&amp;nbsp; He pulls her to him and wraps his arms around her, holds her tight.&lt;br&gt;EDWARD:&amp;nbsp; I&apos;ll make it up to you.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; NEW SCENE&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;VIVIAN:&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m sorry.&amp;nbsp; That&apos;s very sweet, Edward, and I know you mean it...&lt;br&gt;---She is silent.&lt;br&gt;EDWARD:&amp;nbsp; Vivian, I&apos;ve thought about this a lot.&amp;nbsp; This is the best solution.&lt;br&gt;VIVIAN:&amp;nbsp; (shakes her head &quot;no,&quot; then continues tying his tie)&amp;nbsp; When I was a little girl, my mother locked me in the attic when I was bad, which was pretty often.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;d stare out the window up there and make believe I was a princess trapped in the tower by the wicked queen.&amp;nbsp; Then suddenly a knight on a white horse with his bright colors flying would ride up.&amp;nbsp; Rescue me from the tower, and then we&apos;d ride off...&amp;nbsp; but never, ever in all the times I had that dream did the knight say, &quot;Come on baby, I&apos;ll put you up in a great condo.&quot;&lt;br&gt;---She finished his tie.&lt;br&gt;EDWARD:&amp;nbsp; Vivian, life&apos;s not a fairy tale.&lt;br&gt;VIVIAN:&amp;nbsp; (softly; to herself)&amp;nbsp; I know.&amp;nbsp; (a beat)&amp;nbsp; Hey, don&apos;t mind me.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m being stupid.&amp;nbsp; (more)&amp;nbsp; I&apos;ll think about it, okay?&amp;nbsp; It&apos;s a real good offer for a whore.&lt;br&gt;EDWARD:&amp;nbsp; I&apos;ve never treated you like a whore.&lt;br&gt;VIVIAN:&amp;nbsp; (not mean)&amp;nbsp; You just did.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; NEW SCENE&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;---A moment.&amp;nbsp; Edward reaches for his wallet.&amp;nbsp; He counts out bills.&amp;nbsp; He places them in Vivian&apos;s suitcase.&amp;nbsp; He puts his arms around Vivian.&lt;br&gt;VIVIAN:&amp;nbsp; Aw, don&apos;t... no...&lt;br&gt;EDWARD:&amp;nbsp; Stay with me tonight.&amp;nbsp; Not because you&apos;re being paid to.&amp;nbsp; Stay with me because you want to.&lt;br&gt;VIVIAN:&amp;nbsp; I do.&amp;nbsp; I do want to.&amp;nbsp; That&apos;s why I&apos;m leaving.&amp;nbsp; (turning to him)&amp;nbsp; That&apos;s what you given me, see?&amp;nbsp; I know what I want now.&amp;nbsp; I want a guy like you for real.&amp;nbsp; Not because you buy me things and give me money.&amp;nbsp; The nicest thing you ever done for me is hold my hand.&amp;nbsp; You gonna give me that?&lt;br&gt;---Edward is silent.&lt;br&gt;VIVIAN:&amp;nbsp; I didn&apos;t think so.&lt;br&gt;EDWARD:&amp;nbsp; Vivian...&lt;br&gt;VIVIAN:&amp;nbsp; It&apos;s not your fault.&amp;nbsp; You&apos;re&amp;nbsp; right.&amp;nbsp; Kit&apos;s right.&amp;nbsp; (looks him right in the eye)&amp;nbsp; But I want the fairy tale.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; NEW SCENE&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;---She stops.&amp;nbsp; She hears something.&amp;nbsp; MUSIC.&amp;nbsp; An aria from La Boheme.&amp;nbsp; Faint.&amp;nbsp; Seemingly coming from nowhere.&amp;nbsp; She dismisses it -- she&apos;s hearing things.&amp;nbsp; She opens the door.&amp;nbsp; Stops.&amp;nbsp; The music is louder and getting louder now -- it&apos;s not her imagination.&amp;nbsp; She hurries over to the window.&amp;nbsp; Vivian comes out onto the fire escape.&amp;nbsp; She stares in wonder.&amp;nbsp; ---A snow white limo comes up the street.&amp;nbsp; A necktie has been tied to the antennae like a knight&apos;s token.&amp;nbsp; The MUSIC from La Boheme is BLARING from the car&apos;s stereo.&amp;nbsp; Edward is standing on the car&apos;s seat, his head and body up through the open sunroof.&amp;nbsp; The wind blows at his hair.&amp;nbsp; He is smiling.&amp;nbsp; Everywhere on the street people are staring; the BUMS, the PUSHERS, the PASSERBY&apos;S, the TOURISTS.&amp;nbsp; Vivian doesn&apos;t know whether to laugh or cry.&amp;nbsp; ---The car comes to a stop in front of the Vivian&apos;s building.&amp;nbsp; Vivian&apos;s landlord comes out the front door.&amp;nbsp; His eyes go wide in disbelief.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Edward disembarks from the limo by coming up through the sunroof.&amp;nbsp; He leaps nimbly to the ground.&amp;nbsp; He crosses to the entrance of the alleyway, looking up at Vivian on the fire escape.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;VIVIAN:&amp;nbsp; You are really lost this time.&lt;br&gt;---Edward wordlessly holds up a hand for her.&amp;nbsp; With a sudden cry of joy, Vivian comes down the fire escape.&amp;nbsp; She stops at the bottom stair.&amp;nbsp; Edward comes forward and sweeps her into his arms.&amp;nbsp; They kiss.&amp;nbsp; He carries her to the limo as if she&apos;s weightless.&amp;nbsp; Her feet never touch the ground.&amp;nbsp; The car door closes behind them.&amp;nbsp; The limo drives away.&amp;nbsp; The people of the street watch it go.&lt;br&gt;Practical Magic:&amp;nbsp; Sally, Gillian, the Aunts, &amp;amp; Gary Hallet:&amp;nbsp; If only all relationships were as magical...&lt;br&gt;Young Sally:&amp;nbsp; Mommy died of a broken heart, didn*t she?&lt;br&gt;Aunt Frances:&amp;nbsp; Yes, my darling girl, she did.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; NEW SCENE&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;A woman:&amp;nbsp; I want him so much, I can&apos;t think about anything else.&amp;nbsp; I don&apos;t sleep.&amp;nbsp; He has to leave his wife. He has to leave her now.&lt;br&gt;Aunt Jet:&amp;nbsp; Perhaps you might find one better suited.&lt;br&gt;A woman:&amp;nbsp; I don&apos;t want anyone else.&amp;nbsp; He&apos;s all I think about.&amp;nbsp; Why the hell else would I come here?&lt;br&gt;Aunt Frances:&amp;nbsp; Take the money, Jet.&lt;br&gt;A woman:&amp;nbsp; I want him to want me so much he can&apos;t stand it.&lt;br&gt;Aunt Jet:&amp;nbsp; Be careful what you wish for.&lt;br&gt;Young Sally: I hope I never fall in love. I hope I never fall in love.&lt;br&gt;Young Gillian: I can*t wait to fall in love.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; NEW SCENE&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;Young Sally:&amp;nbsp; &quot;He will hear my call a mile away.&amp;nbsp; He will whistle my favorite song.&amp;nbsp; He can ride a pony backwards.&quot;&lt;br&gt;Young Gillian:&amp;nbsp; What are you doing?&lt;br&gt;Young Sally:&amp;nbsp; Summoning up a true love spell. called Amas Veritas.&amp;nbsp; &quot;He can flip pancakes in the air. He&apos;ll be marvelously kind. And his&lt;br&gt;favorite shape will be a star.&amp;nbsp; And he&apos;ll have one green eye and one blue.&quot;&lt;br&gt;Young Gillian:&amp;nbsp; Thought you never wanted to fall in love.&lt;br&gt;Young Sally:&amp;nbsp; That&apos;s the point. The guy I dreamed of doesn&apos;t exist. And if he doesn&apos;t exist, I&apos;ll never die of a broken heart. And if he doesn&apos;t exist, I&apos;ll never die of a broken heart.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; NEW SCENE&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;Sally: All I want is a normal life.&lt;br&gt;Aunt Frances: My darling girl, when are you going to understand that &quot;normal&quot; is not necessarily a virtue?&amp;nbsp; It rather denotes a lack of courage.&lt;br&gt;Sally: Well, it&apos;s what I want.&lt;br&gt;Aunt Jet: See this couple?&amp;nbsp; He&apos;s having an affair with the babysitter.&amp;nbsp; And she can eat a cake in under a minute.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; NEW SCENE&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;---(Sally writes letter to Gillian)&lt;br&gt;Sally(V.O.):&amp;nbsp; Dearest, Gilly.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes I feel there&apos;s a hole inside me an emptiness that, at times seems to burn.&amp;nbsp; I think if you lifted my heart to your ear, probably you could hear the ocean.&amp;nbsp; And the moon tonight, there&apos;s a circle around it.&amp;nbsp; A sign of trouble not far behind.&amp;nbsp; I have this dream of being whole.&amp;nbsp; Of not going to sleep each night, wanting.&amp;nbsp; But still, sometimes when the wind is warm or the crickets sing.&amp;nbsp; I dream of a love that even time will lie down and be still for.&amp;nbsp; I just want someone to love me.&amp;nbsp; I want to be seen.&amp;nbsp; I don&apos;t know.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I&apos;ve had my happiness.&amp;nbsp; I don&apos;t want to believe it but there is no man, Gilly only the moon.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; NEW SCENE&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Gary Hallet:&amp;nbsp; Wow, wow wow, Hold on just a goodamn second, all right?&amp;nbsp; One step at a time.&amp;nbsp; I took on oath to uphold the law.&amp;nbsp; I came here to bring in the bad guy because generally that&apos;s what I do.&amp;nbsp; You asked me how many times I read your letter.&amp;nbsp; I must&apos;ve read it about a thousand times.&amp;nbsp; I know now, It was your letter anything else that brought me here. It was you.&amp;nbsp; And I&apos;m all mixed-up about that.&lt;br&gt;Sally:&amp;nbsp; The reason you&apos;re here and you don&apos;t know why is because I sent for you.&amp;nbsp; When I was a little girl, I worked a spell so I would never fall in love.&amp;nbsp; I asked for qualities in a man that I knew couldn&apos;t possibly exist.&lt;br&gt;Gary Hallet:&amp;nbsp; One green eye, one blue?&lt;br&gt;Sally:&amp;nbsp; But you do.&lt;br&gt;Gary Hallet:&amp;nbsp; You&apos;re saying what I&apos;m feeling is just&amp;nbsp; one of your spells?&lt;br&gt;Sally:&amp;nbsp; Yeah.&amp;nbsp; It&apos;s not real.&amp;nbsp; And if you stay, I wouldn&apos;t know if it was because of the spell and you wouldn&apos;t know if it was because I didn&apos;t want to go to prison.&lt;br&gt;Gary Hallet:&amp;nbsp; You know, all relationships have problems.&lt;br&gt;Sally:&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m right, aren&apos;t I?&amp;nbsp; You don&apos;t know, do you?&lt;br&gt;Gary Hallet:&amp;nbsp; Why don&apos;t you do what you do and what I do and we&apos;ll see where we end up.&amp;nbsp; Okay?&lt;br&gt;Sally:&amp;nbsp; Okay.&lt;br&gt;Gary Hallet:&amp;nbsp; Curses only have power when you believe in them.&amp;nbsp; And I don&apos;t.&amp;nbsp; You know what?&amp;nbsp; I wished for you too.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; NEW SCENE&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sally:&amp;nbsp; Oh, God!&amp;nbsp; Oh, God!&amp;nbsp; Gilly!&amp;nbsp; Gilly, Honey!&lt;br&gt;Gillian:&amp;nbsp; It&apos;s okay.&amp;nbsp; I love you.&lt;br&gt;Sally:&amp;nbsp; Stay with me.&lt;br&gt;Gillian:&amp;nbsp; Please, just let him take me.&lt;br&gt;Sally:&amp;nbsp; No, you have to hold on.&amp;nbsp; Gill, you have to stay with me.&amp;nbsp; Gilly, No, stay with me.&amp;nbsp; Gilly, No, stay with me.&lt;br&gt;Gillian:&amp;nbsp; No, he wants me.&amp;nbsp; Just me.&amp;nbsp; Everyone will be safe.&amp;nbsp; Just let him take me.&lt;br&gt;Sally:&amp;nbsp; Don&apos;t die on me, Gilly Owens, please.&amp;nbsp; Because we&apos;re supposed to die together, remember?&amp;nbsp; The same time.&amp;nbsp; You promised me that.&amp;nbsp; And this is not that day.&lt;br&gt;Gillian:&amp;nbsp; I love you, Sally.&lt;br&gt;Sally:&amp;nbsp; Hey, Jimmy, I got a worm with your name on it.&amp;nbsp; You thirsty? Is this is what you want?&amp;nbsp; Well, this ...you can&apos;t have it.&amp;nbsp; My blood. Your blood.&amp;nbsp; Our blood.&lt;br&gt;Aunt Frances:&amp;nbsp; Maria&apos;s blood.&amp;nbsp; Now!&amp;nbsp; Push her in.&lt;br&gt;Sally:&amp;nbsp; I love you, Gillian.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; NEW SCENE&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Gillian:&amp;nbsp; I don&apos;t think he&apos;s in there, Sal.&lt;br&gt;Sally:&amp;nbsp; What would you do, Gilly?&lt;br&gt;Gillian:&amp;nbsp; What wouldn&apos;t I do for the right guy?&lt;br&gt;---(Gary Hallet comes and kisses Sally.)&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; NEW SCENE&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sally(V.O.):&amp;nbsp; Can love travel back in time and heal a broken heart?&amp;nbsp; Was it our joined hands that finally lifted Maria&apos;s curse?&amp;nbsp; I&apos;d like to&lt;br&gt;think so.&amp;nbsp; There&apos;re some things I know for certain.&amp;nbsp; Always throw spilled salt over your left shoulder.&amp;nbsp; Keep rosemary by your garden gate. Plant lavender for luck.&amp;nbsp; And fall in love whenever you can.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#993399&quot; size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;Pirates of the Carribean:&amp;nbsp; Jack, Elizabeth, and Will:&amp;nbsp; Deceiving Loves...&lt;br&gt;Mullroy: What’s your purpose in Port Royal , Mr. Smith ?&lt;br&gt;Murtogg: Yeah. and no lies.&lt;br&gt;Jack: Well, then, I confess, it is my intention to commandeer one of these ships, pick up a crew in Tortuga, raid, pillage, plunder and otherwise pilfer my weasely black guts out!&lt;br&gt;Murtogg: I said no lies!&lt;br&gt;Mullroy: I think he’s telling the truth.&lt;br&gt;Murtogg: If he were telling the truth, he wouldn’t have told us.&lt;br&gt;Jack: Unless, of course, he knew you wouldn’t believe the truth even if he told it to you.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; NEW SCENE&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#993399&quot; size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;Norrington:&amp;nbsp; No additional shots nor powder.&amp;nbsp; A compass that doesn’t point north. [unsheathes sword]&amp;nbsp; And I half expected it to be made of wood.&amp;nbsp; You are without doubt the worst pirate I’ve ever heard of.&lt;br&gt;Jack:&amp;nbsp; But you have heard of me. [is pulled along to be put in chains]&lt;br&gt;Elizabeth:&amp;nbsp; Commodore, I really must protest.&lt;br&gt;Norrington:&amp;nbsp; Carefully, Lieutenant.&lt;br&gt;Elizabeth:&amp;nbsp; Pirate or not this man saved my life.&lt;br&gt;Norrington:&amp;nbsp; One good deed is not enough to redeem a man of a lifetime of wickedness.&lt;br&gt;Jack:&amp;nbsp; Though it seems enough to condemn him.&lt;br&gt;Norrington:&amp;nbsp; Indeed. [ Gillette moves away from Jack ] &lt;br&gt;Jack:&amp;nbsp; Finally. [throws his irons around Elizabeth ’s neck]&lt;br&gt;Governor Swann:&amp;nbsp; No, don’t shoot!&lt;br&gt;Jack:&amp;nbsp; I knew you’d warm up to me.&amp;nbsp; Commodore Norrington, my effects, please, and my hat.&amp;nbsp; Commodore!&amp;nbsp; Elizabeth.&amp;nbsp; It is Elizabeth isn’t it?&lt;br&gt;Elizabeth:&amp;nbsp; It’s Miss Swann .&lt;br&gt;Jack:&amp;nbsp; Miss Swann , if you’d be so kind.&amp;nbsp; Come, come, dear.&amp;nbsp; We don’t have all day.&amp;nbsp; Now if you’d be very kind.&amp;nbsp; [she straps on his sword, puts on his hat, etc.]&amp;nbsp; Easy on the goods, darling.&lt;br&gt;Elizabeth:&amp;nbsp; You’re despicable.&lt;br&gt;Jack:&amp;nbsp; Sticks and stones, love.&amp;nbsp; I save your life, you saved mine, we’re square.&amp;nbsp; Gentlemen, m’lady, you will always remember this as the day that you almost caught Captain Jack Sparrow!&amp;nbsp; [pushes Elizabeth away and escapes, swinging around and landing on a beam above their heads] &lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; NEW SCENE&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;Will: How did Jack get off the island?&lt;br&gt;Gibbs: Well, I’ll tell ye. He waded out into the shallows and there he waited three days and three nights till all manner of sea creature ‘came and acclimated to his presence. And on the fourth morning, he roped himself a couple of sea turtles, lashed ‘em together and made a raft. &lt;br&gt;Will: He roped a couple of sea turtles?&lt;br&gt;Gibbs: Aye, sea turtles.&lt;br&gt;Will: What did he use for rope?&lt;br&gt;Jack: [ Jack comes up] Human hair…from my back. Let go of the anchor!&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; NEW SCENE&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;Pintel: You’re supposed to be dead!&lt;br&gt;Jack: Am I not? [looks down at himself] Oh. [finds pistols pointed at him] Palulay…palu-li-la-la-lulu, parlili… parsnip, pasley, par -&amp;nbsp; partner, partner…&lt;br&gt;Ragetti: Parley?&lt;br&gt;Jack: Parley! That’s the one. Parley! Parley!&lt;br&gt;Pintel: Parley? Down to the depths whatever man that thought up “parley!”&lt;br&gt;Jack: That would be the French.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; NEW SCENE&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;Elizabeth: [trying to bandage her palm] What sort of a man trades a man’s life for a ship?&lt;br&gt;Will: Pirate. Here. Let me. [puts on bandages]&lt;br&gt;Elizabeth: Thank you.&lt;br&gt;Will: You said you gave Barbossa my name as yours. Why?&lt;br&gt;Elizabeth: I don’t know. [she winces and pulls away]&lt;br&gt;Will: I’m sorry. Blacksmith’s hands - I know they’re rough.&lt;br&gt;Elizabeth: No…I mean yes, they are but… but don’t stop.&lt;br&gt;Will: Elizabeth.&lt;br&gt;Elizabeth: [takes out medallion] It’s yours.&lt;br&gt;Will: I thought I’d lost it the day they rescued me. It was a gift from my father. He sent it to me. Why did you take it?&lt;br&gt;Elizabeth: Because I was afraid that you were a pirate. That would have been awful.&lt;br&gt;Will: It wasn’t your blood they needed. It was my father’s blood…my blood…the blood of a pirate.&lt;br&gt;Elizabeth: Will, I’m so sorry, please forgive me. [ Will slams down the medallion on the table and she leaves] &lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; NEW SCENE&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;Will: My name is Will Turner . My father was Bootstrap Bill Turner. His blood runs in my veins.&lt;br&gt;Ragetti: He’s the spitting image of ol’ Bootstrap Bill come back to haunt us.&lt;br&gt;Will: On my word do as I say, or I’ll pull this trigger and be lost to Davy Jones’ Locker.&lt;br&gt;Barbossa: Name your terms, Mr. Turner .&lt;br&gt;Will: Elizabeth goes free.&lt;br&gt;Barbossa: Yes, we know that one. Anything else?&lt;br&gt;Will: [sees Jack point at himself] And the crew – the crew are not to be harmed.&lt;br&gt;Barbossa: Agreed.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; NEW SCENE&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;[on the way to the Aztec gold] Pintel: [to Will ] No reason to fret. It’s just a prick of the finger, a few drops of blood.&lt;br&gt;Twigg: No mistakes this time. He’s only half-Turner. We spill it all!&lt;br&gt;Pintel: Guess there is reason to fret.&lt;br&gt;Jack: [pushing through the crowd of pirates] Beg your pardon.&lt;br&gt;Barbossa: [is ready to slit Will ’s throat] Begun by blood…&lt;br&gt;Jack: Excuse me.&lt;br&gt;Barbossa: …by blood un –&lt;br&gt;Will: Jack !&lt;br&gt;Barbossa: S’not possible.&lt;br&gt;Jack:&amp;nbsp; Not probable.&lt;br&gt;Will: Where’s Elizabeth ?&lt;br&gt;Jack: She’s safe, just like I promised. She&apos;s all set to marry Norrington, just like she promised. And you get to die for her, just like you promised. So we&apos;re all men of our word really except for Elizabeth who is, in fact, a woman.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; NEW SCENE&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;[in the cave; Jack examines the treasure] Barbossa: I must admit, Jack , I thought I had ye figured. But it turns out that you’re a hard man to predict.&lt;br&gt;Jack: Me? I&apos;m dishonest. And a dishonest man you can always trust to be dishonest. Honestly. It&apos;s the honest ones you want to watch out for, because you can never predict when they&apos;re going to do something incredibly… stupid. [unsheathes a pirate’s sword and throws it to Will ; Jack starts fighting with Barbossa]&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; NEW SCENE&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;Elizabeth: [standing with her father and her future husband] This is wrong.&lt;br&gt;Governor Swann: Commodore Norrington is bound by the law. As are we all.&lt;br&gt;Official: …impersonating an officer of the Spanish Royal Navy, impersonating a cleric of the Church of England…&lt;br&gt;Jack: [smiling] Ah, yes. [looks over at the executioner who glares at him]&lt;br&gt;Official: …sailing under false colors, arson, kidnapping, looting, poaching, brigandage, pilfering, depravity, depredation, and general lawlessness. And for these crimes you have been sentenced to be, on this day, hung by the neck until dead. May God have mercy on your soul.&lt;br&gt;Will: [walks through the crowd to the raised ground on which they stand] Governor Swann . Commodore. Elizabeth . I should have told you every day from the moment I met you. I love you. [walks away; the noose is put around Jack ’s neck]&lt;br&gt;Elizabeth: [notices Cotton’s parrot] I can’t breathe. [falls backward; the drums sound] &lt;br&gt;Governor Swann: Elizabeth . [he and the Commodore help her]&lt;br&gt;Will: Move! [throws sword as Jack falls through, the sword sticks in the wood and Jack has a foothold; he fights to the gallows and there cuts Jack free; they fight all the way up to a tower where they are cornered by Norrington’s men]&lt;br&gt;Norrington: [to Will ] I thought we might have to endure some manner of ill-conceived escape attempt but not from you.&lt;br&gt;Governor Swann: On our return to Port Royal , I granted you clemency. And this is how you thank me? By throwing in your lot with him? He’s a pirate!&lt;br&gt;Will: And a good man. [Jack points to himself proudly, mouths “That’s me.”] If all I have achieved here is that the hangman will earn two pairs of boots instead of one, so be it. At least my conscience will be clear.&lt;br&gt;Norrington: You forget your place, Turner.&lt;br&gt;Will: It’s right here…between you and Jack .&lt;br&gt;Elizabeth: [stands next to Will ] As is mine.&lt;br&gt;Governor Swann: Elizabeth ! Lower your weapons. For goodness’ sake put them down! [the weapons are lowered]&lt;br&gt;Norrington: So this is where your heart truly lies, then?&lt;br&gt;Elizabeth: It is.&lt;br&gt;Jack: [notices the parrot] Well! I’m actually feeling rather good about this. [to Governor Swann ] I think we&apos;ve all arrived at a very special place, eh? Spiritually…Ecumenically…Grammatically? [to Norrington] I want you to know that I was rooting for you, mate. Know that. Elizabeth …it would never have worked between us, darling. I’m sorry. Will …nice hat. Friends! This is the day that you will always remember as the day that – [falls over battlement]&lt;br&gt;Gillette: Idiot. He has nowhere to go but back to the noose.&lt;br&gt;Sentry: Sail ho!&lt;br&gt;Gillette: What’s your plan of action? Sir?&lt;br&gt;Governor Swann: Perhaps on the rare occasion pursuing the right course demands an act of piracy, piracy itself can be the right course?&lt;br&gt;Norrington: Mr. Turner .&lt;br&gt;Will: [to Elizabeth ] I will accept the consequences of my actions.&lt;br&gt;Norrington: [unsheathes his sword] This is a beautiful sword. I would expect the man who made it to show the same care and devotion in every aspect of his life.&lt;br&gt;Will: Thank you.&lt;br&gt;Gillette: Commodore! What about Sparrow?&lt;br&gt;Norrington: Well, I think we can afford to give him one day’s head start. [the soldiers leave with Norrington]&lt;br&gt;Governor Swann: So, this is the path you’ve chosen, is it? After all…he is a blacksmith.&lt;br&gt;Elizabeth: No. [takes off Will ’s hat] He’s a pirate. [the Governor walks away; Elizabeth and Will kiss] &lt;br&gt;Jack: [is heaved onboard the Black Pearl ; to Gibbs ] I thought you were supposed to keep to the Code.&lt;br&gt;Gibbs: We figured they were more actual…guidelines. [helps Jack up]&lt;br&gt;Jack: [ Cotton hands him his hat] Thank you.&lt;br&gt;Anamaria: Captain Sparrow [puts his coat around his shoulders] …the Black Pearl is yours.&lt;br&gt;Jack: [walks over to the helm and looks around fondly] On deck, you scabrous dogs! Man the braces! Let down and haul to run free. Now...bring me that horizon. [hums and takes out his compass] And really bad eggs…drink up, me &apos;earties, yo ho.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#006600&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#009900&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#006600&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;
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  <pubDate>Sun, 08 May 2005 04:08:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>just a little bit more about me...</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF - The Survey&lt;br&gt;Name: Amber Lynn&lt;br&gt;Birthday: January 9th, 1991&lt;br&gt;Birthplace: Granada Hills, California&lt;br&gt;Current Location: at the computer, duh! just kidding... Scottsdale, Arizona&lt;br&gt;Eye Color: hazel/green&lt;br&gt;Hair Color: light brown&lt;br&gt;Height: 5 2, unfortunately&lt;br&gt;Right Handed or Left Handed: right handed&lt;br&gt;Your Heritage: Puerto Rican-Norweigan&lt;br&gt;The Shoes You Wore Today: white flip-flops&lt;br&gt;Your Weakness: inability to communticate with others, lack of self-esteem&lt;br&gt;Your Fears: clowns, failure, being alone, being forgotten, inability to please others&lt;br&gt;Your Perfect Pizza: bell peppers, sausage, candian bacon and lots of cheese&lt;br&gt;Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year: lose like 20 pounds&lt;br&gt;Your Most Overused Phrase On an instant messenger: anyways and ........&lt;br&gt;Thoughts First Waking Up: what was i just dreaming? and crap! what time is it?&lt;br&gt;Your Best Physical Feature: im told my eyes and my smile, but who really nows???&lt;br&gt;Your Bedtime: when i can finally fall asleep&lt;br&gt;Your Most Missed Memory: many many summers, february 21, 2004&lt;br&gt;Pepsi or Coke: neither, i drink no soda&lt;br&gt;MacDonalds or Burger King: burger king, i no longer eat mcdonalds&lt;br&gt;Single or Group Dates: single dates when its only me and my guy, or group dates when its a large group of friends just hanging out together &lt;br&gt;Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: Nestea&lt;br&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla: chocolate candy, vanilla ice cream&lt;br&gt;Cappuccino or Coffee: cappuccino&lt;br&gt;Do you Smoke: no&lt;br&gt;Do you Swear: not often &lt;br&gt;Do you Sing: always, i love to, even if people say that i cant&lt;br&gt;Do you Shower Daily: yes, who doesn&apos;t?&lt;br&gt;Have you Been in Love: yes, and let me tell you, it can either be the best feeling in the world, or the worst feeling in the world&lt;br&gt;Do you want to go to College: yes&lt;br&gt;Do you want to get Married: more than anything&lt;br&gt;Do you belive in yourself: sometimes, most often yes, but then somedays......&lt;br&gt;Do you get Motion Sickness: no, not usually, on a boat once&lt;br&gt;Do you think you are Attractive: if only, if only...&lt;br&gt;Are you a Health Freak: no but i try!!!&lt;br&gt;Do you get along with your Parents: the majority of the time, when i can communicate and when im not dissapointing them...&lt;br&gt;Do you like Thunderstorms: love &apos;em! especially when there&apos;s lightening too... and dont forget the rain!!!!&lt;br&gt;Do you play an Instrument: no, but i own a guitar and a violin.....&lt;br&gt;In the past month have you Drank Alcohol: a sip...&lt;br&gt;In the past month have you Smoked: no&lt;br&gt;In the past month have you been on Drugs: no and i never will&lt;br&gt;In the past month have you gone on a Date: no :(&lt;br&gt;In the past month have you gone to a Mall: yes, and my feet started to hurt....&lt;br&gt;In the past month have you eaten a box of Oreos: nope!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;In the past month have you eaten Sushi: no, but now i have an odd craving for it...hmm&lt;br&gt;In the past month have you been on Stage: no, i wish&lt;br&gt;In the past month have you been Dumped: no way! my boyfriend loves me too much&lt;br&gt;In the past month have you gone Skinny Dipping: eww! me naked, gross!!!&lt;br&gt;In the past month have you Stolen Anything: no&lt;br&gt;Ever been Drunk: no, no, no....&lt;br&gt;Ever been called a Tease: maybe.... lol&lt;br&gt;Ever been Beaten up: like anyone could......&lt;br&gt;Ever Shoplifted: no way!&lt;br&gt;How do you want to Die: quickly and painlessly&lt;br&gt;What do you want to be when you Grow Up: im going to be a lawyer...so there!!&lt;br&gt;What country would you most like to Visit: puerto rico, norway, and india&lt;br&gt;In a Boy/Girl..&lt;br&gt;Favourite Eye Color: anything i can get lost in for hours...&lt;br&gt;Favourite Hair Color: dark&lt;br&gt;Short or Long Hair: nothing that goes down to the ears.... ew....&lt;br&gt;Height: anyone taller than me&lt;br&gt;Weight: dont care, but not twigs and bones....&lt;br&gt;Best Clothing Style: anything that makes them look interesting and mysterious....&lt;br&gt;Number of Drugs I have taken: does medicine count????&lt;br&gt;Number of CDs I own: too many to count.... over like 60 though--&amp;gt; soon to be more&lt;br&gt;Number of Piercings: both ears, and i want my tongue pierced too!&lt;br&gt;Number of Tattoos: 0&lt;br&gt;Number of things in my Past I Regret: at least a dozen, like 4 really major ones though&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 15 Apr 2005 05:22:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Just Bringing Back An Old-Time Favorite...</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&quot;Milkshake&quot;: Kelis&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Repeat x2]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard,&lt;br&gt;And they&apos;re like&lt;br&gt;It&apos;s better than yours,&lt;br&gt;Damn right it&apos;s better than yours,&lt;br&gt;I can teach you, &lt;br&gt;But I have to charge&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I know you want it, &lt;br&gt;The thing that makes me, &lt;br&gt;What the guys go crazy for.&lt;br&gt;They lose their minds, &lt;br&gt;The way I wind,&lt;br&gt;I think its time&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus x2]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;La la-la la la,&lt;br&gt;Warm it up.&lt;br&gt;Lala-lalala,&lt;br&gt;The boys are waiting&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard,&lt;br&gt;And they&apos;re like&lt;br&gt;It&apos;s better than yours,&lt;br&gt;Damn right it&apos;s better than yours, &lt;br&gt;I can teach you, &lt;br&gt;But I have to charge&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I can see youre on it,&lt;br&gt;You want me to teach thee&lt;br&gt;Techniques that freaks these boys,&lt;br&gt;It can&apos;t be bought,&lt;br&gt;Just know, thieves get caught,&lt;br&gt;Watch if your smart,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus x2]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;La la-la la la,&lt;br&gt;Warm it up,&lt;br&gt;La la-la la la,&lt;br&gt;The boys are waiting,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard,&lt;br&gt;And they&apos;re like&lt;br&gt;It&apos;s better than yours,&lt;br&gt;Damn right it&apos;s better than yours, &lt;br&gt;I can teach you, &lt;br&gt;But I have to charge&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh, once you get involved,&lt;br&gt;Everyone will look this way-so,&lt;br&gt;You must maintain your charm,&lt;br&gt;Same time maintain your halo,&lt;br&gt;Just get the perfect blend,&lt;br&gt;Plus what you have within,&lt;br&gt;Then next his eyes are squint,&lt;br&gt;Then he&apos;s picked up your scent,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus x2]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lala-lalala,&lt;br&gt;Warm it up,&lt;br&gt;Lala-lalala,&lt;br&gt;The boys are waiting,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard,&lt;br&gt;And they&apos;re like&lt;br&gt;It&apos;s better than yours,&lt;br&gt;Damn right it&apos;s better than yours, &lt;br&gt;I can teach you, &lt;br&gt;But I have to charge&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 14 Apr 2005 04:39:25 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;LAST PERSON WHO...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;x. Slept in your bed: myself and tita!&lt;br&gt;x. Saw you cry:&amp;nbsp; tita i think... i hate crying....&lt;br&gt;x. Made you cry:&amp;nbsp; kabir... my baby.... my honey...&lt;br&gt;x. You shared a drink with:&amp;nbsp; tita&lt;br&gt;x. You went to the movies with: sonia, my dad, tita, and myself of course&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;x. You went to the mall with: my dad, sonia, tita. for the movies--&amp;gt; doesnt count!&lt;br&gt;x. Yelled at you: umm... my dad i think... but it wasnt out of anger....&lt;br&gt;x. Sent you an e-mail: my cousin, dentiney haney... gotta love her!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;HAVE YOU EVER...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;x. Said &quot;I love you&quot; and meant it?: of course! everytime i say i love you i mean it!&lt;br&gt;x. Gotten in a fight with your pet: yeah but we worked it out!!!!&lt;br&gt;x. Been to California: duh! i lived there for 14 years!!! i only just left 3 months ago!&lt;br&gt;x. Been to Hawaii: no way... i wish though... i heard that its beautiful!&lt;br&gt;x. Been to Mexico:&amp;nbsp; nope... i wish that i could go to Puerto Rico...&lt;br&gt;x. Been to China: Never.... probably never will...&lt;br&gt;x. Been to Cuba: Nope... wanna!&lt;br&gt;x. Danced naked:&amp;nbsp; in my shower... but that&apos;s none of your business!&lt;br&gt;x. Dreamed something really crazy and it happened the next day:&amp;nbsp; kinda...&lt;br&gt;x. Wish you were the opposite sex:&amp;nbsp; when i was young, i wished it.... but not now&lt;br&gt;x. Had an imaginary friend:&amp;nbsp; of course! hasn&apos;t everyone????&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;RANDOM TID BITS...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;x. Do you have a crush on someone:&amp;nbsp; yeah, and im in love too!&lt;br&gt;x. What book are you reading now: The Golden Compass by Philip Pullman&lt;br&gt;x. Worst feeling in the world: being alone, forgotten, or confused&lt;br&gt;x. Future son&apos;s name: last time i checked, kabir liked the name kevin...&lt;br&gt;x. Do you sleep with a stuffed animal: yeah, dozens! and they&apos;re my friends too!&lt;br&gt;x. What&apos;s under your bed?: nothing really... its clean... my closet is the messy one..&lt;br&gt;x. Favorite sports to watch: FOOTBALL! sometimes basketball, never baseball...&lt;br&gt;x. Siblings:&amp;nbsp; 11-year-old Jordan, 3-year-old Anthony and 1-year-old P.J.&lt;br&gt;x. Location:&amp;nbsp; Snottsdale, Arizona... (really its scottsdale, but people here are snotty)&lt;br&gt;x. College plans:&amp;nbsp; Harvard, Princeton, Yale, ASU, CSUN, USC, or UCLA&lt;br&gt;x. Piercings/tattoos: ears, but i want to get my tongue pierced soon!&lt;br&gt;x. Boyfriend/girlfriend:&amp;nbsp; Kabir Dhillon, who im also gonna marry in the future!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;EXTRA STUFF...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;x. Do you do drugs: HELL NO!!!! i had a bad past with that crap....&lt;br&gt;x. Do you drink: honestly? sometimes smirnoff *with daddy&apos;s permission of course*&lt;br&gt;x. Who is your best friend: Kabir Dhillon! *my honey*, Martha Jeanette Lopez Martinez, and Matthew Couch is almost a best friend too!&lt;br&gt;x. What are you most scared of:&amp;nbsp; being alone or forgotten, clowns, and failure&lt;br&gt;x. What clothes do you sleep in:&amp;nbsp; a short grey spaghetti strap shirt and blue sweats&lt;br&gt;x. Where do you want to get married:&amp;nbsp; somewhere very close to water... outside&lt;br&gt;x. Who do you really hate:&amp;nbsp; i dont hate anyone... its too strong of a word..&lt;br&gt;x. Do you drive:&amp;nbsp; i can, but not legally, no...&lt;br&gt;x. Do you have a job:&amp;nbsp; not legally...but as soon as i turn 15 i will!&lt;br&gt;x. Do you like being around people:&amp;nbsp; mostly.... but sometimes i need to be alone...&lt;br&gt;x. Are you for world peace: i think that the world just needs to find a mutual place, not necassarily be at total peace, that would be too boring!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;STUFF...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;x. Have you ever liked someone you had no chance with:&amp;nbsp; i though so, but than he asked me out!!! *love ya baby!*&lt;br&gt;x. Have you ever cried over something of the opposite sex did:&amp;nbsp; yes, i felt dumb doing so too!!!&lt;br&gt;x. Do you have a &quot;type&quot; of person you always go after:&amp;nbsp; not really... just someone that can make me laugh and cares about who i am, not what i look like...&lt;br&gt;x. Want someone you don&apos;t have right now:&amp;nbsp; not really, i have who i want.... thank you very much!&lt;br&gt;x. Are you lonely right now:&amp;nbsp; not really... but i do miss my baby, so kinda!&lt;br&gt;x. Song thats stuck in your head a lot:&amp;nbsp; i have a new song stuck in my head like every 5 minutes.... i love to sing!!!&lt;br&gt;x. Do you want to get married: hell ya! and i already know who i want.... ; ) &lt;br&gt;x. Do you want kids: defininately... i love kids and i cant wait to have my own! &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;FAVORITE...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;x. Room in house: the bathroom; because the shower is my time to relax.... &lt;br&gt;x. Type(s) of music: rock! everything really.... but i despise rap... rap=crap&lt;br&gt;x. Color: blue and light green&lt;br&gt;x. Month: January and February... July is nice too! &lt;br&gt;x. Stone: Tiger&apos;s Eye!!!!! hell ya!!!! jade is nice too... so is obsidian and amethsyst&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;IN THE LAST 72 HOURS, HAVE YOU...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;x. Cried: sadly, yes, i have... and i hate crying!&lt;br&gt;x. Bought something: food&lt;br&gt;x. Gotten sick: sorta&lt;br&gt;x. Sang: of course! all the time! i love to sing! &lt;br&gt;x. Wanted to tell someone you loved them: of course, i told them too! so there!!&lt;br&gt;x. Met someone new: um..... probably not.... i dont think so, maybe bryan???&lt;br&gt;x. Missed someone: hell ya! and only every second that i breathe!!!&lt;br&gt;x. Hugged someone: of course,&amp;nbsp; ~hugs are love~&lt;br&gt;x. Kissed someone: uhh..... does my daddy count??? lol&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Mi Ya Hi- dont know</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Mi Ya Hi- dont know</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 11 Apr 2005 03:26:52 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its been a very long time since i have last given you all an update...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why is that? i dont really know....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;my thoughts have been scattered and my mind has been lost... &lt;br&gt;i am beginning to re-think some of my thoughts for some people..... &lt;br&gt;its like my opinions of them have changed completely...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my opinions of myself have been changing also, completely...&lt;br&gt;i have found other ways to cope with this rather than my old reasoning....&lt;br&gt;i have begun to change entirely....&lt;br&gt;i am no longer the person that i once was.....&lt;br&gt;im worried that friends who knew me before will not like the person that i have become...&lt;br&gt;i am alone in this world of curiousity and questioning and that really, really sucks!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>i could fall in love with you- selena</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">i could fall in love with you- selena</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 17 Mar 2005 23:56:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>blogging for a moment....</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#999999&quot;&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#66ff99&quot; size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffcc66&quot;&gt;blah blah blah.........&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff99ff&quot;&gt;for starters, im in oregon!!!! &amp;lt;visiting the family up here, considering i have so much of it!!!&amp;gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#9999ff&quot;&gt;anyways...... i read an entry of my friends and it really did bring tears to my eyes... i love her so much!!!! &amp;lt;my eccentric tulip!&amp;gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6666&quot;&gt;kinda bummed right about now because my cousins are so different!!!! but i&apos;ll get used to it in a day&apos;s time.... &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#66cccc&quot;&gt;so yeah, im just doing a quick blog&amp;nbsp; because i felt like i was ignoring all of you fabulous people out there who never even read these.... lol&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;sometimes i think that the only people that read any of my entries at all are like those weird stockers who have nothing better to do but read about a boring girl&apos;s life.....(just kidding)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#999999&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffcc33&quot;&gt;do me a favor, those of you who care, post a comment with these few things:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;where we met&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6600&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;the thing you love the most about me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffff00&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;the thing you hate the most about me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#33cc00&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;something that will make me smile&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#3333ff&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;an inside joke or something that we always laughed about&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#6600cc&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;something that will make me cry&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;and finally,&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color=&quot;#ff9900&quot;&gt;something&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color=&quot;#ffff00&quot;&gt;that will &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#33cc00&quot;&gt;forever lock&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color=&quot;#3333ff&quot;&gt;you in &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#6600cc&quot;&gt;my memory...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>my goodies- ciara &lt;totally not by choice&gt;</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">my goodies- ciara &lt;totally not by choice&gt;</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 11 Mar 2005 05:49:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>couple quizzes cause i was bored</title>
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  <description>today was another normal day i guess....

i feel asleep for like an hour or two though... that was nice... ive been so tired lately! but i think its mainly because of stress and whatnot..... 

ive got a lot on my mind and that sucks!.... a lot of it has to do with back home in cali and even more of it has to do with kabir.... im worried about him... not to mention i have to worry about my new friends&apos; problems and my old friends&apos; problems still... plus there are still all of my own personal problems yet...

the third quarter in school is ending and i have been worrying about grades, but know i know for a fact that i have an A in Humanities, Language Arts, Social Studies, Computers, Science, and PACT. the only thing that i dont know for sure is math so thats a huge relief also... 

kabir and i got into a minor argument earlier and i think thats whats bothering me the most.... i hate fighting with him so much, especially since i dont get to see him as often anymore... i miss him so much and i love him!!! it hurts when we fight... and i overall just dont like it!!!!</description>
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  <lj:music>Broken- 12 Stones</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 10 Mar 2005 04:15:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>funny little candy story.... dont go crazy on me now....</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#99ffff&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Sorry i havent updated in a while guys..... i just havent been doing anything worth talking about not to mention that the 3rd quarter is going to end and i need to ensure my grades, so ive been doing that.... but besides that, nothing good as happened... over spring break im going to oregon to visit with my aunt, cousins, grandmother, and uncle.... so that should be pretty cool.... i havent seen them in like 2 years! i miss them so.... other than that, im meeting even more cool people at supai and theyre awesome! tabi and i dont really hang together anymore (still havent decided if thats a good or a bad thing) and now i hang out with: matt (couch), stephanie, jessica, cora, ramina, deborah, and i talk to matt (irwin), jason, beth, michelle, zach, carissa, emily, new girl jodie, daria, gina, chris (just a little) and others that i cant remember right now.... but dont worry! i havent forgot all of you awesome people!!!!! it feels good to have found people that i fit in with.... the first six are all mis-fits like me and then everyone after that is really cool and they all have been really sweet to me and especially matt irwin&amp;nbsp; michelle and jason and zach.... (even though they all are sexists) lol.... its cool to have people to talk to.... i have friends that are depressed, weird, freaks, nerds, geeks, preps, whatever really..... everyones cool.... anyways, i miss you all and look forward to getting comments!!!!! *as if that will ever happen.....* luv ya anyways!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ccffff&quot;&gt;and heres an adorable, yet perverted story of candy bars... lol!:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was another Payday and I was tired of Mr. Goodbar. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I saw Miss Hershey standing behind the Powerhouse on the corner of Clark and Fifth Avenue when I whipped out my Whopper and whispered, “Hey Sweetheart, how&apos;d you like to Crunch on my big hunk for a Million Dollar Bar?”&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, she immediately went down on my Tootsie Roll, and it was like pure Almond Joy!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I couldn&apos;t help but grab her delicious Mounds because it was easy to see that this little Twix had the Red Hots. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It was all I could do to hold the Snickers and Crackle as my Butterfinger went up her tight little Kit Kat and she started to scream “Oh Henry, Oh Henry!” &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Soon she was fondling my Peter Pan and ZagNut and I knew it wouldn&apos;t be long before I blew my Milk Duds clear to Mars that gave her a taste of the old Milky Way. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;She asked me if I was into M&amp;amp;M, but I said, “Hey Chicklet, no kinky stuff.” I said, “Look you little Reese&apos;s Pieces, don&apos;t be a Zero, be a Lifesaver. Why don&apos;t you take my Whatchamacallit and slip it up your Bit &apos;O&apos; Honey?” &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(What a piece of Juicy Fruit she was, too!) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;She screamed, “Oh Crackerjack, better than the Three Musketeers!” as I rammed my Ding Dong up her Rocky Road and into her Peanut Butter Cup. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, I was giving it to her Good &apos;N&apos; Plenty, when all the sudden... my Starburst!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yeah, as luck would have it, she started to grow Chunky and complained of a Wrigley in her stomach. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sure enough, nine months later, out popped? Baby Ruth!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Did you- Hoobastank</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 01 Mar 2005 04:19:13 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff99ff&quot;&gt;all that i can say to you all is that he finally got me a ring..... its silver with an inscription that says &quot;Kabir loves Amber&quot;.... he must really love me......&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff99ff&quot;&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;anyways,&amp;nbsp;this means a lot to me... ive only been hinting about it for months... lol... he kept on calling me his and no one elses and i said that he couldnt prove it and what not and finally he said that my left hand ring finger was his (the one the wedding band goes on) and i said that there was no proof that it was and he bought be a ring.... when he gave it to me, he was like &quot;your mine&quot; and then i said &quot;i know...&quot; and he grabbed my hand and then my finger and said &quot;your finger is mine too&quot; and i said &quot;you can&apos;t prove it&quot; and then it put the ring on... i was so happy!!!! i almost cried.... later he was talking to me and he said &quot;you know that i could officially ask you to marry me now right?&quot; and i said &quot;yeah, but you wouldnt&quot; and he said &quot;not yet at least....&quot; and my heart lept for joy.....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;end lj=&quot;cut&quot; text=&quot;text&quot;&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff99ff&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;okay..... to end with, i love him and he loves me.... but i still absolutely love TITA!!!!! *she needs to know that* (for tita only~~~~ you can tell me anything, i love you, you are my best friend, whenever you need me, i am here, and whenever i need you, you are there.... thank you for being my best friend.... I LOVE YOU!!!!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>My Tummy telling me its HUNGRY!</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 27 Feb 2005 18:47:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>random quiz that i stole from cecilia</title>
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  <description>Take the quiz: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.zenhex.com/quiz.php?id=3732&quot;&gt;&quot;What Flavor Ice Cream are you?!!&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img1.zenhex.com/quiz1/3732/res1.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Strawberry&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your sexy and you know it and you love to dress nice no matter where you go!</description>
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  <lj:music>T.A.T.U~ All The Things She Said</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">T.A.T.U~ All The Things She Said</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 23 Feb 2005 05:48:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>this story is so sad yet so much like many love stories today....</title>
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  <description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffcc33&quot;&gt;10th Grade&lt;br&gt;As I sat there in English class, I stared at the guy next to me. he was my so called &quot;best friend&quot;. I stared at his spiky, black hair, and wished he was mine. But he didn&apos;t notice me like that, and I knew it. After class, he walked up to me and asked me for the notes he had missed the day before and i handed them to him. he said &quot;thanks&quot; and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell him, I want him to know that I don&apos;t want to be just friends, I love him but I&apos;m just too shy, and I don&apos;t know why.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;11th grade&lt;br&gt;The phone rang. On the other end, it was him. he was in tears, mumbling on and on about how his love had broken his heart. he asked me to come over because he didn&apos;t want to be alone, so I did. As I sat next to him on the sofa, I stared at his soft eyes, wishing he was mine. After 2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, he decided to go to sleep. he looked at me, said &quot;thanks&quot; and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell him, I want him to know that I don&apos;t want to be just friends, I love him but I&apos;m just too shy, and I don&apos;t know why.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Senior year&lt;br&gt;The day before prom he walked to my locker. &quot;My date is sick&quot; he said; she&apos;s not going to go well, I didn&apos;t have a date, and in 7th grade, we made a promise that if neither of us had dates, we would go together just as &quot;best friends&quot;. So we did.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Prom night&lt;br&gt;After everything was over, I was standing at his front door step! I stared at him as he smiled at me and stared at me with his crystal eyes. I want him to be mine, but he doesn&apos;t think of me like that, and I know it. Then he said &quot;I had the best time, thanks!&quot; and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don&apos;t want to be just friends, I love him but I&apos;m just too shy, and I don&apos;t know why.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Graduation Day&lt;br&gt;A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink, it was&lt;br&gt;graduation day. I watched as his perfect body floated like an angel up on stage to get his diploma. I wanted him to be mine, but he didn&apos;t notice me like that, and I knew it. Before everyone went home, he came to me in his smock and hat, and cried as I hugged him. Then he lifted his head from my shoulder and said, &quot;you&apos;re my best friend, thanks&quot; and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don&apos;t want to be just friends, I love him but I&apos;m just too shy, and I don&apos;t know why.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A Few Years Later&lt;br&gt;Now I sit in the pews of the church. That guy is getting married now. I watched him say &quot;I do&quot; and drive off to his new life, married to another girl. I wanted him to be mine, but he didn`t see me like that, and I knew it. But before he drove away, he came to me and said &quot;you came!&quot;. he said &quot;thanks&quot; and kissed me on the cheek. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don&apos;t want to be just friends, I love him but I&apos;m just too shy, and I don&apos;t know why.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Funeral&lt;br&gt;Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a guy who used to be my &quot;best friend&quot;. At the service, they read a diary entry he had wrote in his high school years. This is what it read:&lt;br&gt;I stare at her wishing she was mine, but she doesn&apos;t notice me like that, and I know it. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don&apos;t want to be just friends, I love her but I&apos;m just too shy, and I don&apos;t know why. I wish she would tell me she loved me!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;I wish I did too...&quot; I thought to my self, and I cried. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 23 Feb 2005 05:23:19 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#009900&quot;&gt;hey everyone~ as you all know, i unfortunately could not see kabir this past weekend for our&amp;nbsp;1 year anniversary. and as only some of you know, i was &lt;strong&gt;really &lt;/strong&gt;bummed out about it.... here&apos;s the good news~ this weekend i will be seeing him!!!! yeah! not only him, but vikki, my grandmama, justin, and mrs and mr dhillon. yeah! i can hardly wait.... i miss them all very very much.... i feel like i havent seen kabir&apos;s parents in centuries... i saw kabir three weeks ago with vikki and i saw my grandma about a month ago... but i still miss them all!!!! anyways, i think that&apos;s all the news that i have for now... so i think i&apos;ll go.... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#009900&quot;&gt;by-the-way, im thinking of getting a new lj, but im not sure.... any ideas on as to a layout that would fit me????????&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#009900&quot;&gt;love ya all! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#009900&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;SMOOCHES!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 22 Feb 2005 04:38:15 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>today is my one year anniversary with kabir and i am ecstatic!!!!!i never thought that we would last this long...... thats all i have to say..... *still waiting for something exciting to happen to me*</description>
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